Happy Birthday Paul Gross	

 Here's a little something I whipped up. It's silly, but please read it
and then 
 pass it on. You may add verses if you feel necessary.
 Thanks.
 

 Jen Coe.
 

 HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAUL GROSS

 *OR*

 DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO FIND STICKERS WITH MOUNTIES ON 'EM?
 

 I went looking on April 30th,
 It was a sight to see,
 I searched a search on Infoseek
 And what popped up at me?
 

 Well what do you know,
 Well what do you say,
 It's a very special time,
 It's Paul Gross' birthday!!!!!
 

 (well well, and me looking for mountie stickers...)
 

 So I travelled down
 to the middle of town
 to see if any Mounties
 Were to be found.
 

 Alas, alack, a tourist town
 Has nothing in April or May,
 Except for Mountie mooses,
 For the tourists that come this way.
 

 So I percieve a market here
 At least for me, and maybe more
 To cash in on this phenomenon,
 We need a Mountie store!!!!
 

 (I'm sure they sell Mountie stickers *somewhere*)
 

 So the sad story is told
 About a fine April day
 When nothing but fuzzy brown mooses
 (with *black* pants, but let's not go into that)
 Were all that were coming my way.
 

 So here's to Paul on his 38th,
 Happy Birthday from Kingston O-N,
 And if i could just find some Mountie stickers...
 But I can't so I quite... now.. THE END.
 

 (Thank you kindly...)
 

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